Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Chile and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Boredoms to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
The Gladiators,
Animal Collective,
Unwound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bluetip,
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Wells,
Barbara Tucker,
Soulsonic Force,
Masters at Work,
Aloha Tigers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Young Rascals,
In Retrospect,
Quadrant,
The Names,
Depeche Mode,
The Monks,
R.M.O.,
Crooked Eye,
Aural Exciters,
Derrick May,
Joe Smooth,
Stetsasonic,
KRS-One,
The Red Krayola,
Arthur Verocai,
Godley & Creme,
Juan Atkins,
Pulsallama,
The Searchers,
The Cramps,
OOIOO,
Wasted Youth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joyce Sims,
Cymande,
Lightning Bolt,
Dark Day,
Minor Threat,
Circle Jerks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sam Rivers,
Malaria!,
Roxy Music,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zero Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Terry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mission of Burma,
The Offenders,
Moebius,
Newcleus,
Idris Muhammad,
Eli Mardock,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.